Tang Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh?"

The purple-robed middle-aged man said cautiously: "Although our three major forces are the pinnacle of the continent, if we form an alliance, our influence can almost control half of the continent, but the real king of this land is the White Feather Clan!"

"Since ancient times, the White Feather Clan has been in charge of the continent, and there is a passage to enter the Little Immortal Realm, if you offend the White Feather Clan, the immortals of the Little Immortal Realm will descend, not to mention anything else, it is the Nine Sword Immortals, it will be enough to wash our three major sects with blood!"

He paused, and when he saw Tang Lin's expressionless face, he could only grit his teeth and stiffen his head, and said: "In addition, in the major dynasties on the mainland, the statues of the White Feather Clan are worshipped, and this White Feather Clan is a god on the mainland!"

"So ......"

"If you want to gather the forces of the world, you can only control the White Feather Clan first!"

After he finished speaking in one breath, he looked at Tang Lin with apprehension in his heart, and saw that his expression was indifferent, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"White Feather Clan...... Tang Lin was silent for a moment before he nodded and said, "That's right, you go to one and call the patriarch of the White Feather Clan, if they don't come, you just need to say my name." ”

The three middle-aged men in purple robes were stunned and looked at Tang Lin in astonishment.

Just a name?

You must know that the patriarch of the White Feather Clan is almost equivalent to the strongest first person on this continent, and Tang Lin actually wants to let the family come over obediently with just one name?

"There you go. Tang Lin raised his hand and pointed at the old man in the green robe.

The old man in the green robe was stunned, and then smiled bitterly, and said, "Senior, what if the White Feather Patriarch hears your name and refuses to come......

Tang Lin glanced at him and said, "You just do what I say." ”

The old man in the green robe was numb by Tang Lin's eyes. His divine consciousness was like being pierced by a needle, and he was secretly awe-inspiring in his heart, and he didn't dare to say anything at once, and immediately said, "Obey." ”

After speaking, the figure flashed and disappeared.

Tang Lin said casually: "Do you have tea?"

An elder standing next to him. Hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, senior, wait a minute, I will let Daotong serve tea immediately." ”

A moment later, a few Dao Tong outside came to the door with tea, and the elder's figure flashed, so he took the tea, and then came to Tang Lin and carefully poured him a full cup. Said respectfully: "Senior, please use tea." ”

Tang Lin nodded slightly, took a sip and drank it, and poured himself a drink.

There was silence in the hall, only the sound of tea dripping from the teapot into the teacup like a thin line, and this oppressive atmosphere made the rest a little breathless.

After a few pillars of incense.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several figures came from outside the main hall, speeding down. Listening to the whistling wind, it seems that there are quite a few people.

The purple-robed middle-aged man and the red-robed old man sitting in the main hall. All of them had a change in their faces, just listening to this voice, they knew that the white feather patriarch was most likely called......

"Senior!" The old man in the green robe was full of joy, walked into the main hall quickly, and said, "The white feather patriarch is really here!"

As soon as this statement came out. Everyone present was shocked, and they all looked at Tang Lin above the main hall in shock.

Sky!

really called this number one powerhouse in charge of the continent with a name!

"This ......" The purple-robed middle-aged man and the red-robed old man were all full of shock. Although I guessed it when I heard the wind before, I still felt inexplicably shocked when I heard the words of the old man in the green robe.

At this time, the soft light reflected outside the door, as if countless feathers were falling from the main hall, and the distant and ancient Sanskrit sound came from outside the main hall.

In a soft white light, a white figure slowly walked into the main hall, a pure white slender robe, loosely draped over the body, setting off the majestic figure, hanging over the shoulders is flowing silver hair, glowing with charming luster.

Behind this man were eight white wings, as pure as the gods.

This white feather patriarch looked like an old man, with small wrinkles on his face, but his waist was straight, and behind him, there were four people with the same white robe and silver hair, some young and some middle-aged, all exuding an extremely powerful aura on their bodies.

All four of them have one thing - four white wings on their backs!

Tang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, although it had long been rumored that the people of the White Feather Clan were the descendants of Long Tianyu who opened up the Tianyu Continent in ancient times, he didn't expect it to be like a rumor.

The people of this race, similar to the barbarian god race, belong to the half-human race!

The so-called half-human race means that half of the body is human blood, and the other half is the blood of youkai!

The two major races of the Demon Suppression Clan and the Exorcist Clan are complete human beings with unique bloodlines.

"It's been a long time, Tang Lin, Long Yan has heard of your name for a long time, in terms of seniority, I should call you a senior, or a senior uncle!" said the eight-winged white feather patriarch who was the leader smiled.

"You're welcome. Tang Lin waved his hand indifferently.

"Senior, uncle?"

The three green-robed old men next to them, as well as the rest of the many elders, were completely stunned.

At this time, Long Yan also noticed the purple-robed middle-aged man and the red-robed old man next to him, he made a joke and smiled: "I haven't seen you two for a long time, don't come here unharmed." ”

The purple-robed middle-aged man reluctantly smiled: "It's okay...... Dragon Patriarch, you and your predecessors have known each other before, and he is your uncle?"

Long Yan smiled and said, "The two of you are so forgetful, didn't you see him before?"

The red-robed old man frowned and said, "How can we have seen it? ”

Long Yan smiled slightly, and said: "I don't blame you, I can only say that Uncle Shi's strength has improved too quickly, more than a hundred years ago, Tang Lin won the first place in the Nine Swords Championship, have you forgotten?"

"What!"

"How is that possible!"

"Is it him??"

The three old men in the green robe, and the rest of the elders all looked at Tang Lin in shock. How could Tang Lin forget Tang Lin, who was brilliant at the Nine Swords Championship more than a hundred years ago, but although he remembered it, he didn't take it to heart.

After all, they are all characters in the shackle realm, and the three of them are the old men in the green robe, and they have reached the half-immortal realm.

And genius?

There is no shortage in this world!

So although I remembered, I wasn't too relieved, and when I saw Tang Lin this time, although I knew the name, I just thought it was the same name, but I couldn't connect Tang Lin with that peerless genius a hundred years ago.

After all, it's only been a hundred years! No matter how talented they are, how can they surpass them in a hundred years?

"This, this ......" The three old men in the green robe were a little dazed.

This "senior" who made them tremble turned out to be the little guy who participated in the Nine Swords Championship a hundred years ago?

......

I'm tired, tomorrow, oh no, it should be today, at least three more!!The recommended votes will increase by 100, and when it reaches 300, it will explode four more!

One hundred for one change, it's a lot of bleeding, and I'm begging for a ticket in tears!!(To be continued.) )